Sophomore Effort

[Tigerlily]

Well, here we go again. This will be the second poem I've posted, and I've only just written this one tonight so it's not what I would call polished, but I hope you enjoy it.

Anxiety

A ceaseless, never-ending,
eternal chittering
fills my mind with white noise
at maximum volume.

Droning bees,
incessant buzzing,
stinging with sound,
burning my brain;
psychic insectile venom.

A metal rod,
vibrating with increasing velocity
shakes the very foundation
of my psyche
threatening a sort of
internal Armageddon;
destruction of the soul.

Nibbling, gnawing, chewing,
shattering, clattering, clawing,
biting, scratching, ripping,
tearing -
but painfully slow
and gut-wrenchingly determined
to destroy.

It stretches the very fibers of my being to the breaking point
till sleep seems a distant dream,
peace a long lost and half-forgotten memory,
rest a friend turned enemy,
and death a blessed relief.

© 2003 Maggie Besterman

[Koa]

I like it! It's so...'nervous'... it gives a very good effect of strong feeling, it makes me feel almost uncomfortable...if you see what i mean.

[Tigerlily]

I think I do know what you mean. As a matter of fact, when I read it to my mother she actually told me it makes her nervous just listening to it. Thank you for the feedback.